Mommy, Daddy calls you to have a second child

The necklace on the neck and the diamond ring on the hand are all clean.

Luo Zixuan couldn't help heartache, his eyes were extremely worried: "Shuangshuang, what's wrong with you? How did you become like this?"

Xia Shuang burst into tears, her voice choked with sobs: "Zixuan, in order to save you, I pawned all my family's savings, even the engagement ring you gave me, but it's useless to me, the lawyer said I couldn't help you at all. us."

Luo Zixuan's figure flickered, his face pale: "How...how could this be?"

Xia Shuang burst into tears: "Zixuan, I'm sorry, I can't save you, I've already made up my mind, Zixuan, even if I go to jail, I will be with you. In this life, I have never regretted being with you. As husband and wife, even after death, I will go to hell with you... oh..."

When Xia Shuang mentioned the emotional part, she suddenly covered her mouth with her hand, bent over and vomited, one after another, as if she was about to throw up her stomach.

"Shuangshuang, do you have morning sickness again?"

Luo Zixuan hastily stroked her back, his face distressed, and he didn't have any intention of blaming her.

Tiger poison does not eat children.

No matter how selfish he is, he can't help but think about his child's future at this moment.

His child has not yet been born, is still so small, how much he wishes to give him the best things in the world.

If Xia Shuang really went to jail with him, would he want his children to see this cold prison first?
Luo Zixuan's expression hesitated, and his heart was inevitably shaken a little.

After Xia Shuang's morning sickness, her whole body was poisoned to death, and her face was extremely pale.

She held Luo Zixuan's hand, her eyes were affectionate, and she said in a weak voice: "I'm fine, Zixuan, I want to be with you..."

"Stop talking, Shuangshuang."

Luo Zixuan hugged Xia Shuang violently, and there was a faint glimmer of water in his eyes: "Shuangshuang, I love you, and I love our children, I can't let your mother and child suffer together with me, I did all those things , has nothing to do with you, you raise your child well outside, wait for me to go out, okay?"

Xia Shuang's eyes lighted slightly, but she hugged him even tighter, shaking her head and crying, "No, Zixuan, I don't want you to be here alone, I want to be with you."

Luo Zixuan let go of her, held her tearful face in his hands, and kissed her forehead distressedly: "Be good, Shuangshuang, if we are both inside, it will be over. With you outside, we will There is still a chance.”

Xia Shuang kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her face, crying so hard that she couldn't speak.

Luo Zixuan pushed Xia Shuang out, but Fu Mingchen, who had stayed at the door for an unknown amount of time, took the lead and left the prison in large strides.

He was originally in city A on business, and he heard that the person who harmed Jian Qing was arrested to check the situation, but unexpectedly, he was disgusted by the sweet words of the two.

When the car started, Fu Mingchen looked sideways, looked out of the window, and wiped away tears. Xia Shuang, who had already changed into another look, couldn't help but frowned, hesitated for a few seconds, and took the assistant's mobile phone to call Jian Qing .

"Hey."

A woman's soft voice sounded from there.

Fu Mingchen lowered his frowning eyebrows immediately, and said after deliberating, "I went to see the person who hurt you."

He took a deep breath over there: "What are you doing there?"

Fu Mingchen lowered his eyes, and his voice was a little ethereal: "I heard something, and I want to tell you."

In the restaurant, Jian Qing looked at Fu Mingchen with a handsome face and deep eyes staring at her, and lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

"Thank you for telling me about their conversation, I'll keep an eye on it."

This is a thank you meal.

It was Jian Qing who took the initiative to ask Fu Mingchen to come out, not only to thank him for telling Luo Zixuan and Xia Shuang about their deal, but also to thank him for what he did secretly for her.

Fu Mingchen narrowed his eyes and smiled warmly: "It's all trivial things, you don't have to keep them in mind."

Jian Qing raised her eyes to look at him, with gratitude in her eyes: "How could it be a trivial matter? If you hadn't helped Uncle Lin and me find He Cheng, and the matter of Zhou Yuanheng, how could I have succeeded so quickly?"

Fu Mingchen paused with his fingers holding the wine glass, looked at her with clear eyes: "Qingqing, you misunderstood, I did help with Zhou Yuanheng's matter, but when I wanted to help with He Cheng's matter, someone had already solved it for you .Don't you know who helped you?"

"Isn't it you?"

Jian Qing also stopped picking up vegetables in her hands, and looked at him in astonishment.

It's not Fu Mingchen, but who else will help her?

Just when Jian Qing was puzzled, the cell phone next to the wine glass suddenly rang.

She glanced at the name of the caller, froze for a moment, then smiled apologetically at Fu Mingchen: "Sorry, I'll answer the call."

Fu Mingchen nodded, but stared at her expression vaguely.

She picked up the phone shyly, and the dimpled smile just appeared, then disappeared immediately.She held the phone tightly with her fingers, with a worried expression on her face: "Yangyang is crying? What's going on? Is he not feeling well?"

"Okay, I'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Qing looked at him more apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mingchen, I have something to do at home and I have to go back."

After speaking, she got up and walked out with her bag.

"Wait." Fu Mingchen suddenly stopped her.

Jian Qing turned around.

"He...is he good to you?"

Fu Mingchen's eyes were fixed on her, for fear of missing her unhappy expression, his voice was slightly anxious, but with some unknown expectation.

Jian Qing didn't answer him, but lowered her head and smiled slightly.

From his angle, he could clearly see her satisfied and sweet smile, and her shy smile flashing past under her long eyelashes.

Fu Mingchen slowly clenched his fingers, the tingling feeling spread from his heart to his limbs.

He sat for a long time before he slowly picked up a glass of red wine and drank it down.

As soon as she pushed open the door of the villa, Jian Qing really heard Yang Yang's crying.

She quickly put down her bag, put on a cotton mop, and walked over worriedly: "Why is Yangyang crying?"

Li Yaochuan pursed his lips and remained silent.

Of course he wouldn't say that he snatched his son's toys and made him cry on purpose.

Jian Qing didn't expect him to answer, took her son, patted his back lightly, and coaxed him distressedly: "Yangyang, please stop crying, is there something wrong with you?"

As she spoke, she touched the child's forehead again.

As a result, Yang Yang turned his head away from her hand, weeping, pointed at Li Yaochuan with his little finger, then pointed at the drawer, and yelled: "Baba... Baba..."

The little guy wanted to say that the bad daddy robbed him of his toys, but Jian Qing thought the kid kissed his daddy, and was both happy and disappointed.

"Don't cry, Yangyang, do you want Dad to hug you?"

Seeing that his mother was going to hug him to his father, the little guy cried even worse, twisting his body and kicking his little feet to get down.